So we dropped the boy off at his school and left, amidst a sea of tears and choked words, early Satuirday morning for the combined 20 hours of flights, layovers, and buses back to Seoul. It was as gut-wrenching as I'd expected.
Then, the mnext morning while sitting in the aiport, we received a text message from him saying his roommate had come by not five minutes after we left with a half dozen girls he happened to know (he's local), and T. said they did a great job of cheering him up and letting him know he was amongst new friends.
His roommate's parents are godsends.....angels, as is Infield08 and her husband... I could put together a long list of others who have stepped forward and said, "Don't worry for even a second; we'll take care of him."
The generosity of strangers (now friends) was humbling and heartwarming. I am in awe of the kindness of people.
Additional text messages over the past couple days indicate that all is going to be well. He's going out with groups of new friends to Target, to the outdoor movies, to the dining hall, to off-campus eateries.....and he hasn't even met the baseball team yet! The kid is in heaven. Talk about a great fit. This is what it's all about.
I know there will be rough days when classes begin and practices begin and he'll be feeling overwhelmed and sorely tested....but with this tight-knit group of students on a little hilltop overlooking San Antonio.....he'll find his way.
How is your son adjusting? Or daughter?!
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